Billy, in black robe, followed the information given by Susan and found Xicheng District from Zhongcheng District.

In a hair salon in Xicheng District, they found the stowaway.

They want to know who the stowaways brought to New York, and what is the purpose of the Walt Group?

The smuggler is a middle-aged man with a full beard, a bloated figure, and his arms are covered with tattoos. On the surface, he runs a barber shop. In fact, he is engaged in smuggling and human trafficking. He may have some skills in haircutting. of.

When the stowaway heard Billy's purpose, he smiled sarcastically.

I am a professional. How can a professional tell my employer's requirements?

The stowaway sitting on the seat said calmly, "Haha! I know why you are here, but I am very strict with my words."

boom!

Billy said nothing and shot the stowaway in the left foot.

"F*uk!"

Before the stowaway and the rest of the Black Bubble team could react, Billy's gun had already been fired.

Billy pointed the gun at the stowaway's head indifferently, "If you were expecting the G-Men to come, you will be disappointed. One of the G-Men was just killed and one was injured. There are no superhumans in this neighborhood now. You said you were very strict with your mouth, but I don’t know if my gun can pry your mouth open.”

The stowaway's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips trembled slightly. He didn't dare to bet whether there were bullets in the gun, "I...I said, I said!"

"Someone gave me money to send two terrorists here. I only know that they are an overseas anti-M terrorist organization. I don't know the rest. My mission is just to send them to New York City. Really, I only know that they are an overseas anti-M terrorist organization." After doing this, I don’t know anything else, I’ve already told you what you want to know!”

The stowaways were afraid that they would not believe it, so they stretched out their hands and swore to God.

Billy and the others looked at each other, and Frankie, who was on guard outside, shouted, "Quick, someone is coming, we have to leave quickly."

"Hmph." Billy put the gun back, looked at the stowaway who was lucky to have saved his life, and sneered, "If I find out that you lied to me, you know what the consequences will be!"

"I...everything I say is true."

Looking at the black-robed team that quickly left, the stowaway took a breath and was thankful to have saved his life.

As soon as Billy's front foot left, and before he could take out a bandage to wrap up his foot injury, he heard the noise outside. A group of superhumans came onto the street, a dozen of them, and passed by his door.

"The green-haired devil? Where did that guy go?" The angry hammer roared at the people in the team, "Hyena, come out!"

The Big Hammer is a replica of the Earth Eagle. It does not have the Earth Eagle's super recovery ability, but it has the Earth Eagle's IQ level.

Out of the colorful crowd, a guy on all fours walked out. The guy had a collar around his neck and was wearing spotted tights...

"It's a spot, not a hyena!"

The hyena licked the back of his hand and smelled the surroundings.

"You dare to hurt the fly man, you must make him pay the price!" The big hammer grabbed the stone on the ground and crushed it angrily.

"The big hammer is a fly man, not a fly man."

The G Wizards are extremely united internally, and even more surprisingly consistent externally. This may be due to Godkin's training, or maybe they are all orphans with the same fate and take care of each other.

"Hyena? Found it?"

Spot sniffed the smell left in the air. His ability was like that of a hound, able to smell smells that others could not smell. Spot lay on the ground, twitching his nose, and his helpless eyes suddenly became sharp. The smell left in the air It was like a beacon in the darkness, guiding him, and there was that smell nearby.

And the direction of that flavor is in that store.

While bandaging the stowaway who had been shot in the foot, he saw a black shadow rushing toward him out of the corner of his eye.

Kuang Dang.

The door was kicked in.

The stowaway's forehead is covered with veins. Damn it, the Clay Buddha has three...

Oh, three...are they a dozen superhuman masters?

Seeing the appearance of the visitor, the stowaway had a flattering smile on his face, "Everyone, I don't know what haircut I want..."

"Cut your pussy!" A man rushed out from the crowd and kicked him.

The stowaway who flew out spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just one kick.

The stowaway flew five meters backwards and hit the back wall.

The stowaway fell from the wall and felt his internal organs burning.

The good news is, I don’t feel the pain in my feet anymore!

"Say, tell me quickly!" Looking at the confused expression on the stowaway's face, the angry sledgehammer grabbed the stowaway's right foot and squeezed it hard, "Don't tell me, that's fine, I will crush you bit by bit. bones until you say so!”

"I...what did I say?"

"Not to mention, he is very good, has a good temper, and is very classy." The angry hammer raised his fist and hunted with the wind. The stowaway was so frightened that his face completely collapsed.

"Help... help!"

"Big Hammer, stop it first!" The green-haired devil stopped the rude Big Hammer.

"Why stop? Since this guy is unwilling to speak, then beat him until he is willing to speak." The sledgehammer clenched his fists with a very scary expression on his face.

The green-haired devil held his forehead, "That's right, but you have to ask him first!"

"Didn't I ask you?" Sledgehammer stared at the stowaway with wide eyes.

"Woo..." The innocent stowaway shook his head.

"Okay, I'll ask you again, do you want to say it or not?"

"What did I say?" the stowaway was about to cry.

Feeling that Big Hammer was about to get angry again, the green-haired demon quickly stopped him. Although Big Hammer was ranked among the top three G Wizards in terms of strength, his brain was a bit weak. If he continued to ask questions, he would be tortured. Three days later, no results were obtained.

So the green-haired devil took the place of the big hammer and squatted down to ask the stowaways,

"I want to know if you have ever seen a boy with black hair and a white shirt. He is very young."

"Black hair, white shirt, why do you still come to see him?"

The stowaway wanted to cry. He didn't gamble or take drugs. He just wanted to enjoy himself by making some money.

But this is the second wave today.

How many people has that guy offended? Why are so many people looking for him?

"He ran out. Someone asked me to sneak into New York. That guy is a terrorist. I only know so much. Please let him go."

The others looked at each other and saw that the stowaway had not lied, and there was no need to lie to them.

"Very good. If I find out that you lied to me, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Sledgehammer showed a hint of doubt, "Aren't we going to kill him to silence him?"

"Flathead boy, what are you showing Big Hammer every day? Big Hammer, we are superheroes, not super villains, and we don't kill people!" The green-haired devil patiently persuaded Big Hammer.

The stowaway watched the group of superhumans leave. He wished he had been caught by the police and would not have to suffer this kind of torture.

As soon as the voice in my heart fell, a loud voice came from outside the door: "NCPD!"

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